In a troubled world not unlike our own, two lizard-men tumble from the sky to an abandoned jetty by the sea. Inhabited only by a sad sack cyclops, a satanic bird, and a sexy snail, the jetty becomes a raunchy boys’ room, an Edenic dope yard of pleasure and sick until one day…Daddy’s home. Soon hazy memories of war, incest, and a parricide fracture the minds of gods and animals and the humans cloaked within them. Smelly, crusty, and full of slime, Sorry, Atlantis, Eden’s Achin’ Organ Seeks Revenge is a comedy about childhood wounds, sexual repression, and the lure of power.
Come hide your face from human-sized sea monkeys, trained flies, gushing holes, and sundry mindless lewdities. Wear your rain rubbers!
Disclaimer: This play is definitely, totally, and absolutely for adults only and contains high loud sounds, flashing lights, and a myriad of smells, ranging from good, to weird, to very bad. Those with verifiable notes from their therapists sanctioning their attendance may receive prizes.
If you dare to choose Apex Bitch Balcony seating, you’ll be required to climb a ladder. So leave your bitch heels at home.
Written and directed by Asher Hartman
Tim Reid, Assistant Director
The play runs from 8:30-10:00pm, please arrive 10 minutes before showtime. No late entry.
Please be advised there is no access to restrooms.
Read this great Hyperallergic review of Sorry, Atlantis.., if you need further explanation on what it’s all about!
This project is funded, in part, by the Andy Warhol Foundation for the Visual Arts and the Pasadena Arts Alliance.
Additional in-kind sponsorship by SONOS Sound Systems.